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Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
If you’re anxious, don’t worry.
if you're having an asthma attack, just breathe.
Exactly queen #I-am-a-normal-person-with-no-problems
The earthy smell of rain is one of the most divine scents I’ve ever beheld.
Maybe it’s
Not the kind of “love” you want because you’re unable to reciprocate it’s depth
Your love is consuming yet somehow shallow in the same breath
“Forgive yourself for accepting less than you deserved - but don’t do it again.”
— Unknown
“You have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.”
— Iyanla Vanzant
Sometimes you just have to let things be
Let your life become beautiful
Let it become fulfilling
Let it become peaceful
Let them pour love into you
Let them cherish you
Let them heal you
And for all that can become—
Let it all be
And somewhere
Somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
I'm still your favourite regret
You're still my weapon of choosing
And out there
Stuck in the quantum pattern
Tangled with what I never said
You say it doesn't matter
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand
I miss the version of you that still loved me. The one that noticed the quiet. The version of you that had hoped I was well. Where did that one go? Maybe the absence of my softness was too unbearable. But how could I be soft when there was no where safe for it to land? My grief was consuming me.
There was no love in this ending, I felt your hatred in your words like you had never loved me at all.
If I wrote for you—
Would you catch the pieces of me
That spill throughout the pages?
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You don’t love the version of me that’s grown past what you’re capable of catching up to
You used to adore me
You don’t love me in a way I will ever understand.
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